An American Paradox
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1. Velvet Alley
2. Kill Your Scene
3. Alien Amplifier
4. Cult of the Subterranean
5. Lubricating the Revolution
6. Kids
7. Unkoil
8. Contender
9. Satellite
10. American Paradox
11. Dig
12. Razor Sex
13. Cemetery
 

Velvet Alley

you can't make me see what you think i should know 
you dont understand where im coming from 
we're passing through worlds no perception in time 
im not the same as when i began 

show me dont tell me whats 
going on inside your little world 
you should have never landed on the moon 
you heard we never reached the sky 
then shed some light i'll lend a patient ear 

dont let me down i gotta know 
if something good could grow out on this rock 
save me one more 
and i'll be free from the i think it ought to be 

babble on 
could i be wrong 

a silhouette of you and me 
just negetive space and time 
just reference to a simpler history 
i'd sacrifice a million nights for a moments peace with you 
reflections to dissect reality 

it's all in what we hold as being real 
when the symbol kills the substance then we've lost 
save me one more time 
and i'll be free from the alleyways of my heart 

(you can't make me see what you think i should know) 
im going nowhere 
im going nowhere inside this state of mind 

(you can't make me see what you think i should know) 
we're going nowhere 
we're going nowhere inside this state of mind 

sit and stay awhile 
talk to me about that things that make you real 
let forget about all that make you and me surrender 
surrender
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Kill Your Scene

You weigh your sadness well, it fits the color of your world.
Though you have nothing to complain about,
there's always something wrong.
Break neck lies romanticize these empty headed alibies,
the drama you create amuses you and only you.
So take all these lies and be real again.
It's all not so bad.
I see you under there, hiding down underneath your eyes.
Show yourself, and kill your scene, you are your worst enemy.
Only doin' what you do cause you know someone is there to clap a hand.
Your conviction lies in words that paint the world your promise land.
And all you wanna be is somethin' I dont see.
Now all you gotta do is get the fuck away.
Push, before my thoughts pull me down.
All you are is what you've disdained.
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Alien Amplifier

just one more verse i swear 
just one more line to rhyme with the last one 
i didn't really mean to write at all 

and its all my fault 
i'm wasting precious time 
on words that never seem to get through to anybody else 

here alone i don't know what i want to say 
when you're around i got a lot to write about 
and words are lies 
convienice in disguise 
communication scratched down and overanalyzed 

when its all your fault 
i've broken everything 
i own unable to spit out 
while you're standing there waiting for me 

here alone i don't know what i want to say 
when you're around i got a lot to think about 
and words are lies 
convienice in disguise 
and we'll never really let each other in 

and we're all dead 
communications dead 
and i'm no better than the worst i speak about 
give me sound 
some frequency in line 
to you understand what you really want to say 

here alone i don't know what i want to say 
but when you're down i got a lot to write about 
and words are lies 
convienice in disguise 
and we'll never really let each other in
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Cult Of The Subterranean

Tonight we're gonna burn it up 
till too much feels alright 
The feast has been laid out 
to the hungry eyes inside our minds 
We are not without a cause 
the passion's in our vice 
We are not content to judge 
or fit to moralize 

We're on the outside looking in 
unbreakable in all we are 
Enemy of the Sun we are the subterranean 
Apocalyptic daydream casual delirium 

So take a deep breath and close your eyes 
and be glad that you are here 
Let each passing moment sterilize 
and wash away like tears 

Any means to and end 
are the means that I use to get by 
And I try to be good 
but it's understood 
that tonight we'll both look the other way 

The smoke of all our thoughts 
and cigarette exhaust 
all possibility 
of ever getting out 
of this place 
Nodding off 
but still aware of all 
that's pulling us to do 
the things we always do 

Any means to and end 
are the means that I use to get by 
And I try to be good 
but it's understood 
that tonight we'll both look the other way 

We are not without a cause 
we are not without a vice 
We are not content to judge or moralize 
So close your eyes and see 
take a breath and believe 
That tonight we'll both look the other way
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Lubricating The Revolution

The mirror never lies 
and neither does the face 
of a man who doesn't know where his place is 
This man and his shadow 
know exactly where they're going 
straight to hell in all it's glory 
with the rest of it all 

I set myself up 
so that I can set myself apart 
and find another way 
On this planet I call my home 
I'll be an island 

I'll rent a revolution 
and sell my soul to the cause 
as a million footsteps march in my parade 
And I'll buy the moon, a bomb 
and aim it straight at number one 
cause nobody really wants a revolution to come 

I set myself up 
so that I can see what's going on 
and never be like you 
If you have any questions 
feel free to make up your mind 
On this planet here right now 
there's a place for everyone to just be 
On this planet here right now 
there's no place I'd rather be 

I set myself up 
so that I can see what's going on 
and never be like you 
If you have any questions 
feel free to make up your mind 
On this planet I call my home 
I'll be an island
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The Kids

Don't pack your bags 
don't bring your things 
just leave them all behind 
Don't you worry about a letter 
left for someone else to find 
No explanation needed 
to define what we have done 
We've mapped our course 
we've set our sights 
crossed hairs on everyone 

Today it's you and me 
and we're blowin up the world 
We'll climb it's highest peak 
and watch it fall apart 
We are the end result 
we've forged our destiny 
to rebuild it all again 

Spray paint begins to dry 
the message soon becomes 
So obvious that this 
walking adolescent death trips tired of doin time 
They are the reversal 
they are silent 
they are one 
They are everything you made them 
assassination of the young 

Today it's you and me 
and we're blowin up the world 
They'll write about us all 
if they get out alive 
We are the end result 
we've forged our destiny 
to rebuild it all again 

You medicate into submission 
A sleeping monster needs no attention 
You bring me up to bring me down 
You knew one day I'd come around 
This wasteland be our playground 
be our temple 
be our salvation 

We'll fill the seas with gasoline 
and shoot the sun right out the sky 
The spark of our imagination 
will keep all hope from running dry 
They'll write about us all 
if anyone gets out alive 
to build it all again
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Unkoil

Slipping in and out of reason 
and I don't mind 
Side effects are expected 
with this experiment of mine 
I wanna be reborn 
breath smoke 
think black and call it a night 
A temporary eclipse outshines me for a moment 
I see no end in sight now 

And still I wait 
for this stranger inside of me 
to show himself and let me be 

Slowly I increase the dosage 
one more try and I'll get it right now 
Feel my head expanding outward 
I've arrived at a place 
I haven't been before yeah 

Something in the atmosphere 
is speaking what I wanna hear 
The walls have started breathing 
the colors I am seeing 
The sign ahead reads welcome neighbor 
give up all your fears and enter 
step on through no hesitation 

No disguises 
my eyes are wide open 
and I can see for the first time 
How did we get this far down 
How do I find my way back 
from this head I've let unkoil 

No disguises 
my eyes are wide open 
and I can see for the first time 
How did we get this far down 
How do I find my way back 
from this head I've let unkoil
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Contender

A quiet moment before the champ goes down through the doors of his 
decision to fight for one last round.
Though he's beaten and he knows it, no way in hell he's gonna throw it away 

So on with the round and into the light of all the cameras and predictions,
news radio depictions of a fight he knew he'd never win 

So for the record... 
It's just another day... 
All things fade away... 

He stood fast 'til the end and met his fate with a right hook to 
oblivion and no one cried.
His opponent young and eager to accept the admiration of the 
crowd paid no attention. 

So down he goes surrounded by the faces that once proudly, only built him up.
Now he lies surrounded by the ones who do not care. Signed, sealed, delivered... 

He stood fast right until the very end, no commentary about
 the state of grace he's in.
The champion has lost, what will the paper say about a 
man whose proven only to be a man. 

So for the record...
It's just another day...
All things fade away...
It's just another day...
How will I fade away...
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Satellite

I'll understand if you're not feeling well enough to write 
I'll understand if you've got way too many things to do
you see I've been sitting here for an hour trying to finish what I started
Now it seems every line gets harder and never really what I wanna say
So I hope this letter finds you well
It's taken me a little while to sit and spell out everything I wanna say
But I think I'm ready to convey
You're the reason that I play at all
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's any wonder how I made it through
Well I tell them that's between me and you, well
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's any wonder how I made it through
Well I tell them that's between me and you, well
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
When you're sixteen and you're full of pain
Yeah nothing matters much but the sound of broken bottles and hearts
And the ties that bind you to what you can't ignore
In a world where I had no control I used my voice as a weapon that I could hold
I screamed and shouted until I played
I meant every single word I said
You're the reason that I care at all
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's anyone that I want to hear
Well nothing's ever been so clear
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
Like a song I won't forget
Oh satellite spinning 'round my head
Like a song I won't forget
When we're all grown up and looking for that anger nothing matters much
But the reasuring sound of a voice buzzing through the stereo
All this imagery and sound
With words that bite and tear out
So watch me for myself
Again now I found my voice again now.
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An American Paradox

One gaze from its electric eye immortalizes you forever in their hearts and minds.
Messiah of the people savior of the servants on this runaway train without a cause.
Everyday I tell myself I gotta find a way out of this American Paradox.
Paddling like a dog to the bone that's going to splinter me and they know what's 
best for my life.
Winfing backwards it creates a dischord that calls itself progression on a grander scale.
The supermodel monster turned crackhead at the wheel of this automated virgin sacrifice.
Everybody step in line it's time to get your piece of the American paradox.
Biting at the hand that fed me this illusion now I'm on for the ride of my life.
This perversion gains it's momentum my resistance turns to fear at its changing face.
I sold my soul to forces still unknown and I don't want it back.
Prescription dementia riddle-ated protection from impurities of the heart and mind.
I've cancelled my subscription broken covenant now there is no question
 whose side you are on.
I don't want to feed myself the appetite of excess.
I don't want to be another voice in the wind,
got it easy in a world that's not supposed to be,
sometimes I wonder if i think too much about me.
In a world full of mirrors, your reflection is all you see and I can't 
stand what's becoming of me.
So I'll scratch my eyes, rip this face off, and rebuild something new for 
the world to choke on.

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Dig

Well I don't want to make you angry 
Don't want to talk about it 
when you call and I pretend I'm not around 
And I don't make good company 
And one of us has got to leave 
cause this is getting boring by now 

Now I don't know 
what I'm supposed to say 
when I really want to do is try to run away 
Gotta get away 
from this showdown I know I'll never win with you 

I don't want to feed the fire 
And I don't to be the liar 
but something's gotta give before I'm gone 
Now I'm wrong if I don't say enough 
And I'm wrong if I give in too much 
So I'll take a bow and get out while I can 

Now I don't know 
what I'm supposed to say 
when I really want to do is try to run away 
Gotta get away 
from this showdown I know I'll never win with you 

Now here I go again 
just like before I'm going down 
I try to practice what I wanna say 
but you won't listen anyway 
Like every time before 
one of us is out that door 
Don't bother waiting for me 
cause I'll be on my way 
thinking of you
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Razor Sex

And now I think I know 
what's on your mind 
Your eyes melt through me and it's no surprise 
I can become you 
and through your eyes I'll watch you 
Lie to me 
step right over me 
as I fall to my knees 

Like a movie star 
like kerosene 
Your burning arrows sinking into me 
You're my favorite ache inside 
So put down that knife and come lie 
Down with me 
Step right over me 
You can do anything your heart pleasures 
You can do anything you want 

Just like before 
she'll bring me down into that place 
We come together and erase 
each other one more time 

Step back as I set myself up for the kill 
I might shoot myself in the foot while I swallow that pill 
Stand right above us to unbreak my fall 
Your sex with a razor and my blood tells all 
Step back as I set myself up for the kill 
Shoot myself in the foot while I swallow that pill 
Stand right above us to unbreak my fall 
Your sex with a razor and my blood tells all 

Like a movie star 
like kerosene 
Burning in my eyes 
I can feel you now 
here I leave myself wide open now 
I leave myself wide open now 
It's all I ever knew
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Cemetery

An electric concrete fantasy where the billboards keep on warning me,
that if I don't keep moving, moving I'll get stuck in this place, where nobody gets out alive.
The dead all came out to play in this metropoloitian decay, a cemetarty called Los Angeles.
The sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest as all the stars fall
from the sky. 
Now we've all sold our souls, we're just waiting for the show
to begin here at the edge.
What the hell we doing here, we're everywhere
but no one's here, bodies in motion, desperate motion.
The angels have all gone insane I know I'll never be the same so let it ride, 
we're going for a ride.
Now I watch those zombies celebrate the burning of their favorite 
heretics and demigods.
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